Each evening at Wimbedon, one of the young women who work in the pressroom winds through the rows of reporters and asks if you’d like a copy of the Order of Play. I’ve never seen anyone turn it down. In the midst of the chaos of keeping your eye on half a dozen results, typing furiously, and t...

Each evening at Wimbedon, one of the young women who work in the pressroom winds through the rows of reporters and asks if you’d like a copy of the Order of Play. I’ve never seen anyone turn it down. In the midst of the chaos of keeping your eye on half a dozen results, typing furiously, and t...